I guess, women's love for shopping is similar to men's love for football, and their pleasure of lingering in front of the dazzling shelves is similar to our impulse when we see the unique green football field. If you think so, it is easy to understand why some women are willing to go shopping endlessly from morning till night-some are literally "shopping" and have no money in their pockets-which is not surprising. Among men who like football, I am not the only one who ran to the court for the first time, but many people have never played football in their lives, but they are more focused on watching the ball than anyone else.
In addition to traffic jams in Beijing, the second congestion location may be the fitting room of a women's clothing store. But you are wrong to think that all the people who try on clothes are buyers. Some people's pleasure is to try on all the clothes and find out their shortcomings one by one: this waist is too fat, this neckline is too low, this button looks too old-fashioned ... and then walk away with confidence. You are wrong to think that these clothes really don't meet her wishes-even if you customize a dress according to her figure and her wishes, she will be completely.
Seven don't understand: a discount is like asking for free money.
You must never try to figure out a woman's motives for buying things from a useful and useless perspective. If you see a petite and lovely MM carrying a big bag of popcorn that she can't finish all her life, it must have caught the popcorn discount. "How cheap!" This is enough to be the only reason why women pay for bags. Discount coupons in shopping malls are generally designed for women, and few men go. These movements are hard and hard to resist. Buy/kloc-return on 0/00 100-it sounds like this is for you to take 100 Yuan Bai home and live at home. How can you not choose the cheap one?
There are only two kinds of people who can resist this temptation. One kind belongs to strong willpower, such as my friend. When I entered the shopping mall, I didn't look at the advertisement at all. My eyes were as firm as a torch, my steps flew, and I went straight to the goal. I came to buy shoes. I never look at the sock counter, and I wriggle away after buying it. On the discount, people speak highly of it: my child is now 10 years old. Does the discount on diapers have anything to do with me? I smiled at the coupon rebate, which was as profound as a knife: Hehe, buy 100 back 100? I guarantee that the fraction of the price of everything is 99 and 98-such people can see the essence of things with their eyes closed, which is very close to men's thinking, but it is rare among women and really different. However, most female compatriots' eyes turn green as soon as they hear where coupons are discounted.
Eight don't understand: age is stricter than body.
It is said that not asking women's age is a manifestation of modern civilization, which is called respecting privacy. After this rule was introduced from foreigners, it quickly became popular among China people. The whole thing is strange. What women can see is getting more and more exposed-from arms and thighs to shoulders to back and chest, getting closer and closer to the limit, while what they can't see is getting more and more covered up-how old are you, married or not, just asking is rude and uneducated. In fact, foreigners have the problem of foreigners, and China people have the customs of China people. For example, according to the custom of China people, greeting relatives is always closer than greeting social relations. For example, "Big Brother" is easier than "Sir" and "Brother" is more intimate than "Comrade", but it is more troublesome to leave aside lesbians, so people called "Big Sister" are reluctant to do so.
Lesbians don't naturally say their age gives people the illusion of being young, but sometimes they are self-defeating. Our unit has a proofreader. When asked about her age, she was as shy as a little girl: yuck, what did you ask? The teacher looked kind and dignified. I was thinking about how to get to the fifth grade. I kept yelling at her like a big sister. One day I happened to see her ID card. God, I'm older than small 8!
Nine don't understand: I lost my original parts.
At first, I saw MM tattooing all natural and healthy eyebrows with earthworm-shaped false eyebrows. I was embarrassed to say that I was disgusting, but I politely asked people, "Does it hurt?" Later, it developed to the point where something stabbed into the body and something was taken away. We men had to worship at the top of the mountain. At that time, among the indomitable heroes who faced the unimaginable torture of the enemy, seemingly delicate women actually accounted for the majority, but the shameful traitors who defected under the whip and the tiger stool were basically old men (not invented by themselves, at least the traitors in movies and novels were men). This phenomenon can be explained by the righteousness of women walking on the plastic surgery table today.
It is conceivable that in the future when medicine is more developed, plastic surgery will be simpler than appendectomy and wisdom tooth extraction. At that time, economy and technology are not problems, only two problems remain: first, all women have become great beauties who close their eyes and feel ashamed of flowers. Is beauty still valuable? Second, when a man is holding a beautiful synthetic product in his arms, will he want to buy one in a sex shop?
Ten don't understand: everyone thinks they are jealous.
Bill Gates is not handsome enough, and Li Ka-shing is too old to look at Tony Leung Chiu Wai. However, there is another Carina Lau slung over his shoulder-the unmarried female compatriots basically think that it is because the man worthy of himself in this world has not yet been born, and marrying anyone is a compromise to drag out an ignoble existence. It is more interesting to read girls' posts online. Every MM's screen name gives people a hint of sinking fish and falling geese, which makes men itch. If you look at the self-description in the article, you will have infinite reverie. If this person was born in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the teacher and sister would always only wash clothes and wash dishes in the small river ditch at home. If he had been born in the Han Dynasty, Aunt Wang Zhaojun would not have suffered such a great injustice.
No one should accuse others of narcissism. In fact, all women have the potential and impulse to be Sister Furong. When the era when women are politically and economically dependent on men and subordinate to men is gone forever, women value themselves as progress, but sometimes they are morbid.